Phew!

Feng Chen's left hand finally came into contact with the energy light that exuded a terrifying aura. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info made a burst of sound in an instant.

The two strange energy fluctuations seemed to cross time and space, one was exalted with the breath of wind and dust, and the other also had a faint breath of wind and dust, but that feeling seemed to be born in the past, and now it came across the endless river of time and space to confront the wind and dust.

In an instant, with the sound of a swish, a golden and dark energy mass was wrapped around the fingertips of Feng Chen, revealing a strange aura.

"This ......"

Everyone was dumbfounded, how could this be, the energy mass that was about to explode just now returned to normal, and the feeling of depression and heaviness that seemed to be pressed by the Ancient Demon Mountain in their hearts disappeared in an instant.

Could it be related to the wind and dust? This is a common question of everyone, but suddenly everyone felt that they were stupid, not related to the wind and dust, but also related to themselves?

Everyone was instantly relieved. The source of all these anomalies was originally caused by the records of Fengchen, which caused a strange war between the records, and now Fengchen himself took action to stop it, isn't it wrong?

"I'm thinking too much! If it were the same person, it would not be a confrontation, but would have merged in an instant and replaced the old one with the latest one. That being said, the truth is always unexpected, and the record does not appear in the fusion of his reverie, let alone the substitution he suspected.

Everything seemed to be mixed up in some way, and suddenly the record appeared to be unprecedented, and the two actually confronted each other like people, which was simply inconceivable and incomprehensible to him.

Whining!

The wails continued,

The strange energy light group rioted, all as if they had life at this moment, all of them converged on the fingertips of the wind and dust, and the sound of ghost roaring bursts.

The wind blew in the heavens and the earth, and the raging wind was like a heavenly sword, incomparable, indomitable, all filled with a radius of one mile centered on the wind and dust.

Click!

With a cracking sound, a towering giant tree nearby, the thickness of two people can be embraced, and everyone knows that it must be not young at a glance.

Rumble!

It was only at this moment that it was broken by a powerful hurricane and fell to the ground with a bang, and the earth shook and dust flew up.

"Oh my god......"

Si Yongzhi hurriedly fled, and the place where the giant tree fell was not somewhere else, it was one of Si Yongzhi. Fell at this moment, and almost hit him on the head.

Whining......

The wind blade filled the space, as if it was sealed, and not a single wisp spilled out of the range of a mile. Naturally, everyone was also included, and at this time, they all turned pale and cultivated to resist.

"Is it or is it not ......" Yun Lang whispered with a calm expression, and his voice was like a mosquito moaning. He doesn't need to run his cultivation to be able to resist, and the cultivation of the five heavens of the Spirit Realm will naturally not be bad.

There was a faint glow around him, and although it was only about four inches thick, its power should not be underestimated.

One after another, the wind blades struck, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky, and they were unstoppable all the way to Yunlang with countless stumps and grass debris.

Boom –

Hit Yun Lang's body protection treasure radiance, and with just a roar, Bao Hui resisted all the wind blades that attacked, where did he need to make a move.

"Roar!"

Fengchen roared angrily, and the sound was as terrifying as a beast's roar, which frightened everyone and immediately stood on end.

How is it again!

Feng Chen was unwilling, he wanted to know what he would do next with this thousand-year-old young sect, he had been waiting, but although he had remained calm, his consciousness was gradually blurred.

He didn't know how many times he had lost consciousness, and every time he was faced with something strange, it made the 'strange' things he wanted to know even stranger.

No matter how unwilling the wind and dust are, no matter how much I want to stay awake and grasp the wisp of clarity in my mind, my consciousness is still uncontrollable and blurred after all.

……

"Squeak"

The bamboo and wood shook slightly, the green branches shook like a work of art being blown and shaken, the squeaking sound was endless, and the birds were flying on the branches, singing happily.

"Rustle...... Sand"

The emerald and translucent bamboo leaves are intertwined with each other, the sound of subtle rustling is in the ears, and the faint fragrance of bamboo fills the air, which is beautifully like a painting.

"Hmmm......"

A very discordant lazy voice sounded, and it immediately broke this painting-like landscape. The little bird on the branch fled as if frightened.

"Where is this? What's going on......"

Following the sound, a young man in white was lying on the ground, hidden among the withered yellow leaves, and above his head was a swaying green bamboo.

The young man in white is the wind and dust.

Fengchen rubbed his eyes, and he was stunned the moment he opened his eyes, what was going on? Aren't others in front of the monument? "What the hell?" Wind and dust wiped the corners of his eyes again.

When I opened my eyes, I was still seeing swaying bamboo branches, and pieces of crystal clear leaves rubbing. It's still rustling in the ears.

"Morning?" Fengchen was suddenly startled and muttered to himself.

Isn't it supposed to be noon? How could it be morning? Fengchen was puzzled, even if he was unconscious, no matter how unhappy Si Yongzhi was, he couldn't leave him in such a place.

"Where the hell is this?"

Fengchen asked himself with a bitter face, his divine consciousness had already spread out, but he was surprised to find that the bamboo forest was extremely vast, and the divine consciousness covering him within a radius of ten miles with him as the center covered the surroundings, and what clearly reflected his mind was still the verdant bamboo that was about to drip oil.

"Bamboo Forest ......"

The wind and dust lost his mind, and he suddenly felt a familiar feeling, was it from the Broken Tears Cliff? Fengchen muttered to himself a little.

He opened his mouth with some uncertainty, thinking that it was extremely probable, that familiar feeling could not be wrong, it came from the deepest memory. And hesitation is how did he get here?

"I'm clearly ......"

Before he finished speaking, Fengchen suddenly felt that someone had broken into the coverage of his divine sense!

There are people!

Fengchen was surprised, he was wondering where this was? At this moment, someone actually came, just to go and ask. After only a slight moment of surprise, Fengchen noticed that something seemed wrong with this group of people.

There were not many people in this group, only about five people, three men and two women, two men and two women were dressed in pale blue clothes, and the other one who was running far ahead of the others was wearing blue clothes.

"It seems to be a disciple of a sect, but I don't know what sect it is? It's not good to cultivate! ”

Judging from the divine sense of wind and dust, the cultivation of these people is not very high, and the cultivation of the man with the man embroidered on the chest of the green robe who they led the way has only faded into the cultivation of the Eightfold Heaven, and the others are only fading into the Eightfold Heaven.

Sweat! If these people heard it, wouldn't they slaughter the dust...... What kind of cultivation is Fengchen, what kind of cultivation are they, how can it be the other way around, a cultivator of the Faded Fourfold Heaven shook his head at the powerhouse of the Faded Eightfold Heaven or even the Ninth Heaven and said: Cultivation is not good.

Where is this weird, it is simply intriguing.

"That's not right!" Fengchen was suddenly a little stunned, seeing that the worst lineup was also from a middle sect, and there were two middle sects adjacent to his Yuncang Sect, and they were all thousands of miles away, and there were some small sects in between.

But he still knew that one of the two medium-sized sects was called Zixiao Sect, the other was called Chixia Sect, one disciple was all purple, and the other was uniform red.

However the blue clothes ...... What the hell is this? Why hasn't he heard of such a sect, "I ......" Fengchen's face suddenly turned extremely pale, what the hell is this place? How far is it from the Cloud Cang Sect?

Fengchen was immediately decided, and he had to ask!

Although the mind is turning, it is only for a moment. said that it was too late, and Fengchen's injury had already recovered, so he simply used the power of the Nine Steps against the Sky.

Ten miles, it is only three steps for the wind and dust of the nine steps against the sky, this is still not enough for his cultivation, otherwise I am afraid that one step will be enough.

Three steps later, the wind and dust appeared directly in front of everyone a mile away, and the whole person immediately fell lightly against the bamboo pole.

"Who?"

Before he saw him, he heard his voice first, and the man who took the lead opened his mouth in an instant, and at the same time rushed towards the wind and dust with a vigilant look on his face.

Fengchen understands that it seems that he has already stepped into the realm of the divine consciousness of that group of people! Otherwise they would not have found themselves.

"Hello senior brothers...... Fengchen saw a group of people appear after a while, and greeted him with a sincere expression.

"Say! How did you come about? The young man who took the lead spoke, and the moment he saw Fengchen, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then questioned Fengchen with a strong tone in his tone.

Their own cultivation is too weak for them to look down on? Fengchen shook his head, and once again deepened the law of this world - the strong are respected!

In an instant, Fengchen pulled down his face, and glanced at the few people who came with some ugliness. What kind of people are they, not to mention the poor quality, and dare to look like Lao Tzu is the best in the world with their nostrils facing the sky, and they don't look at who you provoked?

"Master, how did I show up, I have to worry about you...... Also, you, I'm talking about you, the one who is blue, you have problems with your eyes or your nostrils can see people, ****** you have made you deformed? Fengchen directly pointed at the young man in Tsing Yi who took the lead in questioning him, and scolded him with his head and face.

To be honest, it's a really cool feeling. Looking at those people who were stunned one by one, Fengchen disdained. Are you crazy? Master, I'm crazier than you, what a birdman!

After a moment, a group of people reacted, and the young man who took the lead had a gloomy face. The next four people stared at Fengchen in surprise, but they looked at the dead with a pair of eyes.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? I'm sick! Am I still alive, sir? Fengchen simply scolded happily, he didn't kill anyone.

"Shut up...... Boy, you're dead......" The young man opened his mouth quietly, and his face looked at the wind and dust as coldly as if it were about to be frosted.

Earlier, he thought that this kid was a disciple of a big family, and there was a master guarding him, but after careful exploration by his divine sense, he found that there was no one around at all.

Rumble!

The other party is also a decisive person, regardless of whether the wind and dust are the advantage of his tongue or not, he will do it directly, and the cultivation of the Nine Heavens will explode instantly, and the amazing aura will instantly shatter many bamboo forests.

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